Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 754 : The Trip Begins

*Elio*

We woke up early in the morning to leave for our surprise trip. I knew Cat was practically bursting with curiosity, but I refused to tell her where we were going. I loved surprising her; she would get the cutest expression of shock and excitement when she found out.

I glanced over at her as the driver pulled into the airstrip and saw that she was jiggling her knee and looking around as if the airstrip could give her a clue as to where we were going. I chuckled to myself as I watched her; she definitely wasn’t the young girl I used to know, but she still exuded youthful excitement. Now that her pregnancy glow had fully set in, it only served to enhance her beauty. She had just begun to show a couple of weeks ago, and I never got tired of seeing the little curve of her belly.

“Is it beachy or mountainous?” Cat asked as I opened her door for her.

“Hm, both,” I answered, knowing there was no way she would be able to guess.

“Damn, that makes it complicated,” she muttered, chewing her bottom lip as she thought.

She was so happy these days, it was intoxicating to me. My heart clenched as I considered how angry she would be when she found out that I was hiding the truth about what was going on with the family business from her.

She hated it when I lied to her, but now that she was carrying our daughter, I was desperate to try to keep her as stress-free as possible. I knew it was mostly an old wives’ tale, but I couldn’t help but worry that if she was overly stressed, it could negatively affect our daughter.

And besides, I had spent years trying to shield Caterina from the dangers that our life could pose. It was second nature to me, and now that my protection extended beyond just Caterina and onto our daughter, it made it even more difficult to stop myself from just locking her away in a safe house.

I knew it was only a matter of time before Caterina sniffed out my lies, but I prayed that day wouldn’t happen until after the baby had arrived. I hoped that meeting our daughter would be what it finally took for Caterina to take her own safety as seriously as I took it.

I helped Cat onto the plane and held her hand as we sat on the plush couch that took up half of the cabin. My family owned a few private jets, but this one was my favorite simply because of how large the couch was. It was perfect for spending long flights with Caterina cuddled up in my arms.

As soon as we were seated, the flight attendant gave us privacy by going back to her own station.

Cat slipped her heels off. I had told her that I would buy her a few pairs of designer flats so that she could be more comfortable while she was pregnant, but she insisted that she wasn’t going to stop wearing her favorite shoes just because she was becoming a mother. I made sure to massage her feet every evening.

I knew I would take any chance I could to make her feel pampered.

“Hmm... are we going to Seattle?” Cat asked as she settled against my chest. I turned my body so that I could better give her a backrest, then placed my hands on her tiny bump, trying in vain to feel our daughter move. I knew it was too early to be able to feel anything, but that didn’t stop me from hoping that I would be the first one to feel her kick. I couldn’t wait to watch her achieve all of her firsts–her first steps, first words, first days of school... all of it.

“Nope, not Seattle,” I murmured in her ear, purposefully sending a little shiver down her neck. I kissed her throat just under her ear and was rewarded with her arching her back and pressing further into me. “Why don’t you just lay back and relax?”

She giggled heartily as I moved my hands down her body suggestively. “Somehow I don’t think you just have relaxing in mind,” she said with a laugh.

“You know me so well,” I said while I brought my hands up under her shirt and cupped her breasts over her bra.

She squirmed against me as I brushed my thumbs over her nipples, the lacy fabric of her bra adding to the sensation. I knew she loved it when I touched her like this. She laid her head back on my shoulder and closed her eyes, allowing herself to focus solely on my touch.

I pinched her nipples over her bra, holding them tight between my thumb and forefinger, but not so tightly that it would cause pain. As I knew it would, the sudden change in how I was touching her brought a delicious gasp and moan from her lips.

I felt myself growing hard as she moved against me, and I wanted nothing more than to sink deep inside her, but before I would allow myself that pleasure, I was going to ensure that she found her own pleasure first. It was a point of pride in me that I always made her come before me.

She was so cute with the way she tried to hold out for me, but I always managed to pull an orgasm from her. I moved my hands down below her skirt and lifted it teasingly up, so slowly that I knew she’d be trying to take over soon.

As I had predicted, she soon pressed her hands over mine and used her leverage to yank her skirt up, revealing the white lace beneath. My laugh vibrated the both of us, but Caterina didn’t care. Her appetite for sex had been insatiable lately, and I was more than happy to oblige her every chance I got.

Without hesitation, she pulled her panties down and shuffled her feet so they fell on the floor next to her heels.

With her bottom half finally free, she twisted so that she was straddling my lap. I rested my hands on her naked thighs and leaned back, letting her take control.

She placed her hands on either side of my face and descended on my mouth, our lips colliding with a level of heat that had me gasping for air. She slid her tongue into my mouth, letting it twist against mine before pulling it out so she could bite my bottom lip.

As we kissed, she ground her hips against me, trying to find leverage. I obliged her by placing my hand under her and swirling my finger around her clit. She broke our kiss to throw her head back and moan, totally overwhelmed with the pleasure of the moment. I grinned as I watched her, my beautiful wife overcome with the feelings that I gave her. There was nothing more satisfying than making her feel this good.

As I continued to move my hand against her, I brought my other hand up to pull her shirt down and free her breasts. I was desperate to get my mouth on her nipples. They had already tightened, and it made my mouth water just to see them. I sucked one into my mouth, biting gently to increase the sensation. I pulled away and blew cold air onto the place I had just left, then quickly moved to the other side, giving it the same treatment.

Caterina moved faster against my hand and I knew she was only seconds from falling over the edge. I sank two fingers into her wet heat, keeping my thumb on her clit. Just as I was about to crook my fingers and rub them against her G-spot, her entire body clenched up and she came while gasping my name. I stayed still while she rode the waves of her orgasm, not wanting to pull her out of it too soon.

“Oh, Elio,” she sighed as she went limp in my arms.

I kissed her softly and held her tight while she came down from the high. When I was sure that she was ready, I unzipped my fly and freed my cock. Caterina lifted herself up and sank down onto me with a pretty little moan.

She rested her head on my shoulder, her breath tickling the crook of my neck and her arms wrapped around me for leverage. I kept my hands on her hips and encouraged her to move up slowly, helping her ride me at the perfect pace. Her easy breaths became shorter and faster as the slow movements got her worked up all over again, and before I knew it she had moved her hands to my shoulders so that she could move faster, her motions quick enough to force me to meet them.

Her breasts bounced in front of my face in time with our rhythm. Instinctually, my hips moved to meet hers, setting a pace that was almost too much to handle.

Before I knew it, she was tightening around me and moaning her way through another orgasm, which pulled my own directly out of me. I grunted as I felt myself release inside of her. She was so fucking perfect I could hardly stand it.

I pulled out slowly and helped her adjust her shirt so that her perfect breasts were hidden once again. After zipping myself back into my pants, I grabbed her panties from the floor and slipped them up her legs, enjoying the smoothness of her skin as I did.

“I love you,” she said as I knelt before her. Her hair was ruffled up from our activities and her eyes were sleepy.

“I love you so much,” I murmured, getting back up onto the couch and pulling her once more against my chest. “Now rest. I know you’re probably tired.”

She smiled as she burrowed against me, curling herself up until she was comfortable. In that moment, I was the most satisfied man in the entire world. I rested my chin on her head and closed my eyes, knowing that the pilot would make an announcement when we landed. When we flew, it was one of the only times I felt like I could totally let my guard down. Nobody could get to us in the sky.

Hours later, Caterina jolted awake in my arms as the pilot’s microphone sent loud feedback into the cabin. “Shh, it’s okay. It’s just the pilot,” I soothed as I rubbed her arms.

She laughed at herself for being so jumpy, but I didn’t blame her. There were a lot of reasons why we stayed on edge. Our lifestyle wasn’t exactly easy.

“Mr. and Mrs. Valentino, let me formally welcome you to Hawaii!” The pilot said over the intercom.

Caterina gasped and immediately pulled the blind away from the window so that she could watch as we circled closer to the lush green islands.

I smiled as I watched her; I would never get tired of that.